That blanket on the ground 💕

Frolicking amidst the green lush grasses as we picnic and play

Sitting making daisy chains betwixt the bountiful blossoms of bouquet

As we listen to the sweet singing Skylarks harmonious hearsay..

Ahh yes you and I will lay that lovely blanket on the ground

With not a soul in our sight and only Mother nature can be found

Soaking up the sunshine as pretty Butterflies flutter around

And buzzy bees fly from flower to flower making a happy, humming sound..

Within the wonders of the wildness we shall feel as free as a bird

Whilst a gentle June breeze blows the leaves and a rusting can be heard

And the whispers of the woods without a meaningful word